Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Reg. Reg.
Reg. My Sister may recieue it much more worsse,
Reg. To haue her Gentleman abus'd, assaulted.
Corn. Corn.
Corn. Come my Lord, away.
Corn. Exit.
Glo. Glo.
Glo. I am sorry for thee friend, 'tis the Dukes pleasure,
Glo. Whose disposition all the world well knows
Glo. Will not be rub'd nor stopt, Ile entreat for thee.
Kent. Kent.
Kent. Pray do not Sir, I haue watch'd and trauail'd hard,
Kent. Some time I shall sleepe out, the rest Ile whistle:
Kent. A good mans fortune may grow out at heeles:
Kent. Giue
Kent. The Tragedie of King Lear.
Kent. Giue you good morrow.
Glo. The Duke's too blame in this,
Glo. 'Twill be ill taken.